Not My Mother

Date: 4/27/2022

It began with a dream within a dream. I was lying in my bed in a nearly pitch black room when I saw a figure on the far wall which I took to be a vampire or something. I woke up from that dream in the dream in a cold sweat and contacted my friends about it. Apparently they all had had the exact same dream as well, which was kinda freaky. Moving on, I apparently lived in a town right by the ocean, a port town I suppose, and it was somewhat run-down; rustic in a sense. I was a highschool student again in this place and I went to school that day. My mother taking me to school was really... Just off. Something that's just off enough that you feel it but can't quite place what it is. Maybe it the was way she talked in a slightly clumsy way, or how her body was eversoslightly fatter than she used to be, or her odd reactions to certain things. I didn't realize any of that until I looked back on it. The thing that tipped me off was how she kept wanting me to come with her to extremely isolated places. Only the two of us. Luckily I always had stuff going on after school so I was never able to become a victim. The final scene of what I can remember from my dream is her standing in the school hallway as my mother, but so clearly.. Not her. She was my mother in form but everything else was inhuman.